"Have you seen it? In less than twelve hours, the fairy stone will come down to earth." Ye Zhikuang stood at the top of the mountain, looking up to the west.

She put her hands behind her back, and there was a hint of coolness in her eyes. The night wind blew through her hair, which raised a high arc, making her back look a little cooler.

Turn around suddenly...

Facing the row of people standing behind her.

Feng Qianchen, Gui Jianchou, Qibao, and the team leaders of the Skeleton Soldiers.

"You have completed all the tasks I assigned you."

"Yes." Everyone said in unison.

Only Feng Qianchen lazily replied: "It's all done."

Ye Zhikuang squinted his eyes, and a hint of danger flashed in his eyes: "Very good, I want to leave here without fail and take back Junlan City."

The night was full of weirdness.

Two or three figures arrived at Prince An Yi's Mansion.

Someone stepped forward, but was caught by An Xuyao.

He shook his head and signaled to retreat.

An Xuyao ​​looked at the closed door, and his heart suddenly aroused a suppressed joy.

Her daughter...is not dead, not dead...

The elder brother told him that that was the child he saved back then.

That was the child born to that woman.

No wonder...

No wonder I thought she looked so much like her when I first met her.

turn out to be……

It turns out that she has been hiding here under another identity.

Mu Qingfeng's eyes darkened.

An Xuyao ​​looked back at Mu Qingfeng, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes: "Elder brother, what should we do now...?"

Mu Qingfeng frowned, stared at the door intently, and said calmly: "If I knew what to do, would I still need you to come? It turns out that you don't have any good ideas, so why come to see her."

An Xuyao's face turned pale, and there was a hint of anger in his heart, but he did not dare to express his dissatisfaction with Mu Qingfeng openly.

After all, he is the first generation disciple of Lingshan, and he is still the elder after all.

"I can tell her that she was her mother back then..."

Mu Qingfeng suddenly looked behind An Xuyao.

A slender figure slowly walked out of the darkness, with a few drops of dew on his head and a cold, expressionless face.

He opened his lips suddenly and interrupted An Xuyao's words: "Tell me, my mother is the cause of her own evil. Beauty is a disaster, and she deserves death?"

An Xuyao ​​stiffened, and when he heard the woman's cold voice, he remembered Xia Qianlan, the woman he had been obsessed with for more than ten years.

She was as ice-cold back then as she is now, isn't it?

An Xuyao ​​turned around and saw Ye Zhikuang, wearing a black cloak, walking slowly in the night dew.

"Ye Zhikuang...your name is Ye Zhikuang." Although her tone was not very good, he still couldn't conceal the excitement in his heart when he saw the person in front of him.

Mu Qingfeng gave him a scornful look.

An Xuyao ​​did not notice his displeasure. He took a step forward and said: "No, your name is not Ye Zhikuang. Your mother is the empress of Junlan City. In a dynasty where women are superior to men, you should follow your

Taking your mother's surname and your father's surname will only lower your status. Your mother once said that if she is a girl, she should be called Yunxi. Yes, you should be called Xia Yunxi."

Mu Qingfeng clenched her fists and turned back to look at An Xuyao ​​coldly: "Are you done?"

"Elder brother, didn't you ask me to persuade this child? In fact, I think she is not bad." No matter how much Xia Qianlan used him, he still had this woman in his heart, otherwise, he would not put his
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